Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

Everyone looked in shock at Yang Zhen when a faint sound of surprise came from the wooden house, clear and audible, heard by everyone present.

This faint exclamation was devoid of any emotion, as if a wild tiger in the mountains had chanced upon a group of mountaintop mice, among which, there happened to be an exceptionally plump one.

In such a situation, this mountain tiger would probably only emit a faint surprise, but it wouldn’t entertain the thought that this mouse was very plump and should be delicious.

Eating mice was a cat’s job!

It was just a faint sound of surprise, but everyone present understood its implications. They looked at Yang Zhen in astonishment, wondering what set him apart from the rest, and what made him so remarkable that the strong presence within the wooden house scrutinized him twice with divine consciousness.

Some even looked at Yang Zhen with envy. A man given such importance by the Ziwei Heavenly Lord was bound to incite envy among others. However, nobody noticed that Yang Zhen’s eyes had narrowed completely, and the normally laissez-faire corners of his mouth had curved into a smirk, a look that was somewhere between a smile and anger.

Everyone had different expressions, and each harbored their own thoughts. Yet, including Shanyang on the snake trail, everyone fell silent.

With such a horrifying Divine Consciousness Space and Spirit Soul power, Yang Zhen felt the terror of an immense mountain pressing down upon him. How could others handle it when even he felt this way? In front of the Ziwei Heavenly Lord, how dared anyone act rashly?

Now, facing the Ziwei Heavenly Lord’s scrutiny, no one dared be too presumptuous. If such a strong being was provoked, he could effortlessly kill from hundreds of feet away with just a thought!

Hongluan Spiritual Girl looked at Yang Zhen with a worried expression, Xiu’er’s eyes wide open, filled with disbelief.

Hua Youyue’s eyebrows furrowed slightly. She put her hand back into Yang Zhen’s, re-gripping his hand tightly after inserting hers.

A trace of surprise flitted across the face of Mo Xueling, the heir of Ink Pool Peak. She looked at Yang Zhen in amazement, revealing a hint of curiosity. “Spiritual Girl, Yang Zhen seems to have caught the attention of the Ziwei Heavenly Lord. This kind of scruitiny is enough to drive a person to the brink of collapse. Did Yang Zhen do something to upset the Ziwei Heavenly Lord and provoke his anger?”

Aranda asked in a low voice filled with confused panic from behind Mo Xueling, a serious expression on his face.

On hearing this, Mo Xueling shook her head and said, “I don’t know why this is happening. In my observation, Yang Zhen is talented and seems to have some gifts but his talents are not exceptional at Ink Pool Peak. However, they are indeed rare and valuable in the East Sea. If he can withstand this scrutiny, he might be able to refine his Divine Consciousness Space and gain great benefits.”

Aranda chuckled, but then scoffed, “He is really a kid with some luck but his attitude is too arrogant. When he realizes the vastness of the world and the countless talents in it, if he can be a little more modest, it would be good. If not, he’ll have to pay heavily!”

Mo Xueling cast a glance at Aranda and said, “Don’t underestimate others. This kind of scrutiny of divine consciousness, I’m not sure even we could endure.” Aranda respectfully replied, “Yes, you’re right, Spiritual Girl!”

Even so, Aranda looked at Yang Zhen with a hint of disdain.

He had also felt the force of that divine consciousness earlier, vast as the sea. But the intensity of the scrutiny didn’t warrant such a miserable state in him.

Moreover, among so many people present, only Yang Zhen showed signs of pain. Under such circumstances, it was unlikely that Yang Zhen was being singled out by the Ziwei Heavenly Lord. The only possibility was that his Divine Consciousness Space was weak, his divine consciousness minor, and his Spirit Soul power insufficient to keep him safe amid this level of divine consciousness.

Immediately, most people’s gazes towards Yang Zhen became strange, obviously more than one person had identified this issue.

Among those present, only Hua Youyue felt the terror of the divine consciousness power that Yang Zhen was enduring at that moment!

The horrific force, as vast as an ocean blocking out the sky and sun overhead, rushed towards Yang Zhen like a flurry of sword lights. It seemed like a kind of scrutiny, yet it looked as though it wanted to strip Yang Zhen inside out.

Even Hua Youyue, who stood beside Yang Zhen, felt unbearable even on the edge of the storm. Her face changed, hoping for the scrutiny to be over soon.

At the same time, Hua Youyue gripped Yang Zhen’s hand tighter. Knowing Yang Zhen’s temperament, Hua Youyue was really worried that Yang Zhen would do something foolish.

All eyes were on Yang Zhen. At that moment, Yang Zhen was almost soaked in sweat. If it were not for Hua Youyue, who was by his side holding him up, his trembling legs appeared as if they could not support his body.

What puzzled everyone present was that this divine consciousness inspection was unusually prolonged without explanation.

“Hold on, Yang Zhen!” murmured Hua Youyue, shooting a glance at the log cabin while showing a rare hint of displeasure.

Just as the words barely escaped Hua Youyue’s lips, muffled chuckles sounded from Yang Zhen, and his sweating head, slowly began to lift.

With everyone’s eyes wide with horror, a furious flame ignited in Yang Zhen’s eyes. Slowly, he stood tall, pointing at the wooden cabin, he swore loudly, “Damn it, have you seen enough?”

Bang!

The whole Snakes’ Path seemed to shake. Yang Zhen’s sudden roar startled everyone, and they all stared at him, their faces filled with shock and disbelief. Did Yang Zhen…just curse a Heavenly Lord?

Everyone was dumbfounded, including Mo Xueling. She opened her mouth in surprise and her gem-like greenish-blue eyes filled with disbelief.

Aranda, standing next to Mo Xueling, shuddered fiercely, almost biting his tongue. He didn’t dare to even utter a scream. He shot Yang Zhen a look, then turned his gaze to the cabin, his face filled with worry and apprehension.

Shanyang, who was also on the Snakes’ Path, changed complexion. As he lifted his leg, his whole body suddenly trembled upon hearing Yang Zhen’s tirade. He froze, like a stone. He wasn’t sure whether to retract his leg or step forward. Cold sweat ran down his brows.

“Damn it, run!”

Jian Mao disappeared in an instant with a scurrying sound as his face drastically changed. Sao Chicken squawked loudly, his face filled with panic. Using two legs and two wings, he ran faster than Jian Mao and vanished in the blink of an eye.

“Crazy, Yang Zhen is crazy! Wasn’t it just an inspection? It would have passed if he endured it. He actually started cursing. He even cursed at the Heavenly Lord. Hell! This kid is audacious,” someone muttered.

“Madman!” Sao Chicken gasped, looking sideways at Yang Zhen. His eyes suddenly widened into round orbs, as he squawked, “He’s lost it!”

Boom!

An earth-shattering rumble resounded, and a wild wave of divine consciousness flooded the entire Snakes’ Path. It seemed to penetrate heaven and earth like surging waves and charged towards Yang Zhen with extraordinary ferocity.

Rumble!

Under a cold sneer, the wild divine consciousness, as expansive as the sea, transformed into a spear in midair. With the heaven and the earth as its witness, it lugged the tumbling divine power and rushed towards him.

Behind the spear was endless divine consciousness that visibly filled the sky with killing intent.

Only then did the crowd realize the extent of the divine consciousness Yang Zhen was up against.

Compared to this divine consciousness, what everyone had endured just now was just a drop in the bucket.

Yet at the same time, they were filled with doubts. What on earth had Yang Zhen done to infuriate the Ziwei Heavenly Lord to such an extent?

“Be careful!” Cried Hua Youyue, her face drastically changing. She stepped forward, intending to shield Yang Zhen.

“Be careful?” Yang Zhen was furious. He pushed Hua Youyue towards Mo Xueling, pointed at the cabin and ranted, “So, you’re all that because your cultivation level is high and your realm is strong? Who exactly are you putting on airs for? Shit, did this Sao Saint offend you? Did you have to give me the full works right from the start? It was uncomfortable, you know! Step out here, this Sao Saint will teach you some manners!”

At Yang Zhen’s onslaught of curses, everyone was frozen, staring blankly at him as they gulped down their saliva.

“In front of you, I am the sky!” A deep voice rang out.

Before the voice could finish, Yang Zhen burst out laughing, “Even if you are the sky, this Sao Saint will pierce through it!”